Title: The TruthRating: G (is canon even G anymore?)Characters: HarrySummary:And if they come tonight / You'll roll up tight and take whatever's coming to you nextA/N: I missed writing for SIM. I am back to claim my title as Slowest Writer in the Universe. Also, I haven't written any fic since my last SIM. So it's been a while. Be kind, it's quite, well, sappy. But hey, we are heading for the big Book Seven Crescendo!

To commemorate, amongst other things, the release of that glorious sixth tome to clutter your bookshelves (and, of course, the meeting of your two wonderful mods, who at present are a bit sozzled together and about to embark on a night of dancing), have a song to stimulate your inner writer!

Whoa, when did there get to be twenty of us willing to play along?In honour of this, completely out of the blue and resuming a tradition that some may have believed is long dead and gone, here're some lyrics. This is my most beloved Belle and Sebastian song ever, so please be kind to it, by which I actually mean please write lots of excellent fic about it.

Remember that there's really no deadlines and that you can post whatever you write whenever it is done, so long as you keep track of challenge numbers, everything is carefully kept in the community's memories. So write, my dears, write! And for this time, and in the spirit of the new year (hush, I could totally be talking about the Chinese New Year, which is this coming Wednesday), there's no time limit. Just have a go at it.

Audio is here. For those of you who own copies of Robert C. Tucker (editor)'s The Marx and Engels Reader, 2nd edition, you may (sort of, the translation in the book is somewhat iffy) follow along with the background singing from page 475 onwards.

This song reminds me of Lily and James, for some strange reason. Lily the riot girl and James the clueless bourgeois. Which is a plot point you are definitely welcome to borrow, should it strike you as being workable.

The Sadness That WastesRating: 18 (I think this is the first sexy thing I've posted here! How the hell did that happen?)Pairing: Harry/ZachariasSummary: "You wanna do lines off my arse?"Declaimer: No mine and I hope to God JKR never reads this.Warnings/Notes: Drugs, alcohol, and sex-ish stuff. This pairing just clings to the intoxicated angst. Also, I fully admit I was listening to Depeche Mode while writing this, "Dream On" almost exclusively, but it was originally inspired by the B&S song. It still counts... right?